Chapter Seven

A/N: I AM TIRED AND CHLOE IS FORCING ME TO TALK TO YOU GUYS SO HI, SUP, YEAH WE WROTE THIS, SCREW YOU. Nah I'm kidding I love you all. But seriously. Staying up 'til two in the morning, getting up at seven, then performing at a concert when it's like 100 degrees out is kind of tiring. We appreciate the reviews.

A:N/ Sorry about her. She's tired and grouchy. I, on the other hand, get cheery late at night. But anyway, unhappy chapter up ahead. I'd say more, but I think CronaSoulEater wants to be done for the day, so I shall simply say; Reviews make me want to cry with happiness.

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Soul's POV

As I was escorted into the apartment I had lived in for so long, I was shocked at how it didn't even remotely feel like home anymore. When I thought of home now, I thought immediately of Kid. The thought of him, heartbroken and confused, made my eyes water and caused me to stumble across the doorway entering the apartment. Maka had her guards, who were really just naive students from the academy, escort me to my room. Once I was locked in with only the company of my thoughts, my knees buckled and I collapsed to the floor and sobbed.

Kid's POV

When I woke up I cried for hours, until at last I was out of tears to cry. Once that happened, I stared at the wall, feeling completely broken. Eventually Liz and Pattie came home. They found me lying face down on my bed. First they just whispered to each other, wondering what was wrong with me. Next they tried getting me to talk. Pattie left after awhile, but Liz continued to the point of yelling, pleading me to get up, to talk, to move, anything. That was never going to happen. I didn't feel like I would ever move again. Not unless Soul came back, and I doubted that he ever would. Eventually, her eyes closed and she bowed her head in defeat, a single tear spilling from her eye. She left, and the door closed softly behind her.

The next day I was sitting up against my headboard, hugging a pillow and staring at nothing with bloodshot eyes. Liz came up with a tray of grilled cheese and apple juice. I squeezed the pillow tighter and cried more, surprised that it was even possible that so many tears had already fallen. Maybe I would die of dehydration. I didn't really care anymore.

Soul's POV

I woke up lying on the floor, still wearing all my clothes from yesterday. There was a soft I click before Maka walked in. She crouched next to me and kissed me before pulling me up so that I was standing next to her.

"It's okay, Soul, just forget about Kid. Besides, he's probably already moved on from you. Most likely with that weapon of his." She said while stroking my cheek. I pulled away from her, already seething at her words, and she frowned. "He doesn't matter anymore. You have me now, Soul." She was coming towards me again. I didn't want any of this. All I wanted right now was to tear her limb from limb. But if it was to keep Kid safe.. As long as Kid is safe. I thought. Thinking this constantly would keep me going. But I can only imagine how much he hates me right now.

I don't completely trust Maka to stay away from Kid. With her acting like this everything that comes out of her mouth is a lie. Maybe if I bore her to death she'll break up with me and I can go back to Kid. Then again, there's always the chance she'll try to kill him again. Maybe if I convince her I'm really into this relationship, she'll keep her word.

This time when she kissed me I kissed back. She pulled away and smiled, saying that breakfast was ready. I followed her on dead feet into the kitchen, where toast and eggs were sitting on the table. We sat in silence for a few minutes. She was munching on food and I was just sitting there, staring at my plate, allowing myself a few seconds to be visibly upset. I didn't care if I eventually died of starvation. It wouldn't matter.

Kid's POV

I heard the front door slam a few times, then "WHERE'S KID? I BET JUST HEARING MY VOICE WILL GET HIM BACK TO HIS OLD SELF." Liz had gotten Black*Star to come talk to me? Maybe Tsubaki was here, too.

"He hasn't said anything since yesterday. I got home and he was just lying on his bed," I heard Liz's voice as she made her way up the stairs. "When I tried to bring him food he just cried. I think it might have something to do with Soul, because he isn't here, and they- well I'm sure you know what's been happening with him and Kid." The door opened and Liz walked in with Tsubaki and Black*Star behind her. I rolled over onto my stomach so they wouldn't see my face.

"Hi, Kid," Tsubaki's gentle voice was muffled by the pillow covering my head. "Are you hungry?"

No, I wasn't. I'm sure they brought up food. It was kind of them to be concerned, but I really just wanted to be left alone.

I heard Tsubaki mutter to Liz and Black*Star, who was surprisingly quiet. A few seconds later I heard the door open and close.

"Kid, please, just say something." She pleaded. I rolled over and sat up, covering my face with my hands. Tsubaki was too nice for me to ignore her. It wasn't her fault Soul was gone.

Tears started running down my face again. I pulled my hands away and looked down at them. They were shaking. I was shaking. Then I heard someone sobbing, and I guess it was me, because Tsubaki pulled me into a hug. I hugged her back. Sobbing into her shoulder I tried to calm down so that I could explain to her what had happened. I wanted someone to talk to.

After a few minutes I pulled away and wiped away my tears. My voice came out cracked and shaky. "Soul left.. With Maka.." I was crying again.

"Oh, Kid. What happened?" She asked, drawing circles on my back with her hands, trying to soothe me.

I tried to speak again, but this time I couldn't find the strength to calm down, so I just sobbed into her shoulder again. My tears dried again some time later.

"Are you going to tell the others?" I whispered, voice still hoarse.

"They're worried, Kid. They'll only continue to hover if they don't know what's wrong."

"Black*Star will want to go after them. Don't let him."

"But, Kid, don't you want to speak to him?" Tsubaki pulled me away from her shoulder and looked me in the eyes.

"He'll tell me what I already know. He'll tell me he's in love with Maka, and I think if I heard that..." I trailed off, knowing she knew what I meant. "Going after him would make me as bad as Maka was, Tsubaki, and no matter what has happened, I don't want to hurt Soul."

"Kid, if that's what you want, we'll respect it. I'll even keep Black*Star locked in his room if that's what it takes, but are you sure? Maybe there is more to the story."

I shook my head. "Thank you, Tsubaki, but no." I tried to smile at her, but it came out as more of a grimace.

"Well, since I've respected a wish of yours, you should respect one of mine. You need to eat." She gestured to the food. "You haven't eaten anything in two days, and I don't know how much you ate before that, but it couldn't have been much. So I'm staying up here until you eat."

I nodded, picking up the plate they had brought up, and ate half of the turkey sandwich on it. With a stern look from Tsubaki, I finished the sandwich and drank the glass of water that had been brought up, too.

"Good," she said, looking satisfied, "Now, I'm going to go down and tell Liz and Black*Star why you're upset, and reassure them that you've eaten something within the last week. If you need anything, Black*Star and I are going to stay for a few days, and I'll be in the room down the hall." She hugged me one last time, took the empty dishes, and left the room.

I felt a bit better after eating, but not enough to will myself into getting up. I curled up under the sheets and stared at nothing before falling asleep.

Maka's POV

I glanced at Soul while we were at dinner. "Aren't you going to eat, Soul?" I asked, concerned.

"I'm not hungry." He mumbled.

"But you haven't eaten since you got home." I reached for his hand. He let me take it, but clenched his fist under my hand.

"I said I'm not hungry!" He snapped. I pulled my hand back. He hung his head, looking like he was trying to calm himself.

"Soul..." He didn't say anything, and I kept eating. Neither of us spoke for the remainder of the meal.

Once I had Soul escorted back to his room, I sat in the living room to think. I had thought getting Soul back would feel better. I thought once he was away from Kid, we could be happy. Instead, Soul hated me, and all I had was a deep sense of loneliness. Still, I have hope. I'll give it a bit more time. Soul will come around.

My thoughts were interrupted by someone clearing their throat. I turned to see Crona standing in my doorway.

"What is it, Crona?" I asked wearily, still upset with him for letting Black*Star and Tsubaki get away.

"I-I just wanted to see if you were okay." He stuttered, scared I was going to yell at him.

"I'm fine, Crona." I brushed him off, rubbing my forehead and standing. "I'm going to bed. Make sure you don't let anyone else escape." I ignored her hurt expression and went to bed.

Soul's POV

When Maka finished eating, she had me escorted back to my room without another word to me. That's weird, I thought she would've been rubbing her victory in my face.

Now that I wasn't trapped in my thoughts, I could see the changes Maka had made to my room. The mirror that used to hang above my desk had been taken out, to prevent me from calling Lord Death, no doubt. The window by my bed had been sealed shut and painted black so I couldn't call for help from there.

With a sigh, I lied down on my bed, curled up into a ball. I started thinking about Kid again. I felt completely useless. Kid was probably heartbroken and all i could do was lay here and cry. More tears slid down my face, and then I became angry. Angry at Maka for taking me away from Kid. I could protect him. That's what I intend to do.